I left you with the tale of the white pheasant while we sailed away for a weeks break. Having returned late last night, the first thing I did this morning was to check the greenhouse to see if my meconopsis seedlings had survived with my neighbour looking after them, of course they had, well they didn’t one year but that was a different neighbour! Next I checked the woodland to see what the pheasants had been up to while we were away and was very pleasantly surprised.
Lots more buds had opened and now you wouldn’t know that the first flowers had all been eaten – the pheasants are forgiven!
So many more flowers means of course that we will have plenty of seed to sprinkle around to make more drifts elsewhere.
Narcissus St. Patrick is still flowering and has been joined by Narcissus Geranium, the perfume in this area is quite overwhelming.
So where did we sail to, somewhere the sand is silver, the sea the most beautiful shade of blue, almost turquoise some days, The sky a shade of blue we never seem to have at home and the planting has to be seen to be believed.
All will be revealed in the next post when I have sorted out all my photos, quite a bit of work to be done first. Lets just say that I have come back thinking that my conservatory plants look pathetic compared to these growing outside all year round!